Greetings,& before we get to the news,allow me to recite
my simple Ode to the best Robot circuitry technician in the Western hemisphere,My kitt-on.

Le Meow

Oh great Groucho,Groucho Meowx.Humble companion
of the Sextus.You with your silver whiskers and Bengal markings.
Your eyes,wells of eternal mystery.Your paws,snow-cone white.

Where,pray tell,do you go on those warm summer evenings?
What do you see?Perhaps you are watching the coyotes,perched safely
away from the pack.Maybe you have a surrogate master that plies
you with with great affection.I see you stare at the evening sky,it’s
endless cornflower blue,it’s scattered diamonds in the firmament.
What is it saying to you?
How is one so young so wise?Are you my owner from a past life
when it was I prowling the night as well?We meow sympatico,you drink the
soapy bath water even when I say not to.

I watch you use the lathe and the toolkit.I see you building
my new robots.Your feline attention to the wires and circuitries,
I marvel at.The deftness to which you solder the components,
defies all comprehension.You were born in cuddly pajamas
for long afternoon naps during thunderstorms.You notes and writings,scattered
about you as you sleep.

Oh great Groucho, Bisquick ,Jackson Chappish ,S.Mitto,Smitten,Snow cone Paws,
No Onions for You,Meowx!You are my joy,how I love thee!

Thank you,dear reader for indulging me.

Now,onto something a little less abstract.

As you may(or may not know) Your Sextus is putting the final touches
on the record”Stranger than Fiction” due for release on my Dramapants Label
in a scant few months.I have been asked countless times”When?”
Well,I look at it as a J.K Rowling book in a way.Good things take time
& I have encountered more setbacks than any human deserves with
getting my music to the people on this,my magnum opus.

Sextus